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Grow Where You’re Planted

I stopped driving to work the week of St. Patrick’s Day (big money saver for gas and tolls) and I have only returned for a handful of hours so far. Now I realize I am among the luckiest to not have been laid off or furloughed during this time. With the (very approximate count of) 105 hours I’ve had at home – that’s an hour and a half per weekday commute over the last 14 weeks, not to mention a little additional flexibility to work a bit of a flexible schedule here’s what I’ve learned and done. Closed my Apple Watch (stand, move, exercise) every day for the last 50 days. Eight pounds down… woohoo! Built a raised herb garden with tomatoes, cilantro, basil, chives, parsley, dill, catnip, thyme, mint, rosemary and sage. So far we’ve only used a little of the chives, mint and cilantro (mmm guacamole). So if you have ideas for me on how to use my little herb babies, please comment below! I have been binging Epic Gardening for advice – I even bought the book. Sadly this has not yet saved my basil plants from the caterpillar egg infestation happening, but I am working on propagating and restarting more plants soon. Started building a little catio (you know, a patio for the cat), perhaps overestimated my love of projects and much to ZimMaster Flash’s dismay it is not complete – as adding the roofing has […]

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One Year Later

One year ago Mr. Cabbage, ZimMaster Flash, and I were living in an motel with a litter box, a smelly hockey bag and all our belongings that weren’t in storage. Somehow we lived like this for 44 days through most of the summer. Homeless and hopeless no more In the course of a week: I was in a car accident […]

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When it Rains it Pours

We put the condo on the market on a Wednesday. We had 22 showings and an open house in five days. On Monday we reviewed seven offers, six of which were above list price. We sold for 5.26% above list price, which is 20% above what I paid nine years ago. While this was all going on, I was spending […]

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Dealing with Diagnosis

My mom raised me alone from the time I was a little girl. She used to say it was you and me against the world (like the Helen Reddy song). Last year my mom was diagnosed with dementia. Long before the diagnosis she has battled her own demons alone. I have to remind myself that this is her choice, even though her three children […]

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